Chapter 408: Illusion (2)

The night sky is as dark as ink, and the stars are long gone.

Instead, there was the bloodthirsty battle intent, and the demonic aura that soared into the sky, the demonic aura was permeated, exuding a powerful and murderous aura, Ling Fei clenched the demon sword in his hand, and Ling Jian stood up.

At this moment, Ling Fei was like a swordsman, extremely chic, his clothes were hunting, and the blood-red color on his robe looked extremely harmonious in the context of the surging demonic energy.

Although the blood spots covered his face, he could still see the delicate but resolute face, his face was calm, he held the long sword in his hand tightly, he was angry, blood splashed five steps, the anger of the Son of Heaven, millions of corpses, bleeding and drifting, as the king of this continent, Ling Fei didn't know how long he could hold on.

But he clearly knew that when he shed the last drop of blood, it would be comparable to a million corpses, and suddenly Ling Fei's momentum skyrocketed, like a god of war. The sword flashed, and the originally demonic demon slashing sword was different because of Ling Fei's changes, and with Ling Fei's momentum soaring, the demon slaying sword roared wildly.

Buzz!

The sound of light whistles resounded throughout the earth, and the intention of killing spread.

Ling Fei's eyes suddenly froze, the tide of demon clans in front of him surged wildly, Ling Fei couldn't help but feel a little numb in his scalp, the number was terrifying, even the tactics of the sea of people also made Ling Fei tired of coping, and with such a big formation, I am afraid that a big man would come out.

However, Ling Fei had no way to retreat, his eyes were a little cold, he never thought that this time he would dispatch such an amazing demon clan, in the sky, the black pressure was overwhelming, it was a tribe of the demon clan, belonging to the flying class, born with wings. Extremely flexible, it is the overlord of the sky.

The Winged Demon Clan, as a powerful tribe in the Demon Clan, has dispatched so many at once, Ling Fei has some clarity in his heart, this time I am afraid that it is really a big man who is here.

And suddenly, Ling Fei's eyes were cold, and he looked at the demon clan on the ground. Dense, there is no end in sight, the whole body is red, I am afraid it is a bloodthirsty demon, the killing aura is extremely strong, the brutality is outrageous, those who swallow human flesh, chew human bones, and drink human blood are this fearful community. It is also the tribe that Ling Fei kills the most.

Such a vicious, terrifying tribe, hearing that they used the skulls of the human race to build their so-called holy demon temple, and the wine cups made of skulls, those were all human monks, and the murderous intent in Ling Fei's eyes could no longer be suppressed.

At the same time, Ling Fei felt a little unusual, this time there were so many tribes, I'm afraid it was a little bad. Ling Fei quickly thought about the retreat route.

But the demon tide was getting closer and closer, approaching several demon soldiers from Ling Fei. The demon generals had already pounced, Ling Fei's eyes were extremely cold, looking at these demon clans, and suddenly their bodies were cold, as if they had fallen into a thousand-year-old cold cellar in an instant. The body was agitated, but despite this, it pounced.

The arrow was on the string, and he had to send it, and Ling Fei held the demon slashing sword across his chest. The left foot was slightly raised, an arc was drawn in front of him, and his body sank, making the most perfect fighting posture.

"Kill!"

With a loud shout, Ling Fei came out with his sword, slammed on the ground, the ground made a heavy muffled sound, splashing dust, his wrist trembled slightly, and the demon sword was like a part of his body, and when he swiped in the air, those demon soldiers, the demon general was directly cut through the chest by the demon sword, blood gushed out, and the huge heart plopped down, but it fell to the ground alive, with a trace of vitality.

Ling Fei's blow somewhat shocked these demon soldiers and demon generals, they all knew that they were cannon fodder, and in the face of Ling Fei's attack, they were powerless to resist at all, only those adults could resist, but they did not hesitate at all about the orders from above, only flashed a trace of surprise and fear, and then counterattacked here.

Ling Fei didn't care at all, the demon soldiers and demon generals didn't need to waste the slightest strength for him at all, even the powerful sword would tear them apart, just like that, the demon soldiers and demon generals pounced on Ling Fei without hesitation, Ling Fei just swiped lightly, and then the corpse was on the spot, blood splashed everywhere, but the blood that was spilled was not lost.

The essence of those blood sublimated and was absorbed into the Demon Slaying Sword, and the Demon Slaying Sword became more and more red, and the light was a little demonic.

The red mangs rise, and the red mangs fall.

It was the landing of countless human heads, Ling Fei was like a tireless killing machine, waving wildly, although there were many demon soldiers and demon generals, but they could not stand Ling Fei's crazy slaughter.

It's just that for a while, Ling Fei actually let the surrounding demon clans kill a little scattered, no longer as surging as the demon tide at the beginning, all the demon clans eyes were red, although they were invaders, but Ling Fei killed their relatives, their friends, and they were also completely enraged.

Ling Fei had formed an impenetrable sword net all around, and those attacks couldn't get within three meters of Ling Fei at all.

Blood splashed everywhere, the sky was like a rain of blood, like a fountain in the air, constantly splashing up, the ground was already stained red with blood, but the huge essence in the blood was constantly swept towards the demon slashing sword, being devoured, Ling Fei felt a little uneasy in his heart, but he couldn't do anything in the face of the constant fighting.

"Respect you for being a hero, give you the opportunity to take refuge in my demon clan, if you take refuge, with your cultivation, you are also extremely noble in the demon clan, and you will become a big tribe of your own, if you have great merit, you may also become a royal family, or even a tribe of the imperial family. Suddenly, an old voice sounded, persuading Ling Fei.

Ling Fei smiled, looked at the demon king in front of him, and smiled in his heart, the little demon king also dared to make a big statement, the status of the demon king in the entire demon clan is already very noble, the demon soldier is the quenching realm, the demon will be the god hidden mirror, and the demon king belongs to the heavenly realm and the tian yuan realm, divided into the demon king and the yuan demon king, this is for the heavenly and human realm, the heavenly and human realm does have some capital, but the object is wrong.

The Demon King, who is also a figure with a head and a face in the Demon Clan, came out to persuade Ling Fei, in its opinion, it was enough to give Ling Fei face, but the trace of disdain in Ling Fei's eyes made him angry.

He was about to open his mouth to shout at Ling Fei angrily, but what replied to him was Ling Fei's earth-shattering sword, Ling Fei's body martial arts originated from the dragon clan, and the Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens was one of the most powerful body martial arts in the world.

The sword flashed, and the demon king was actually cut off by the living blockade, and suddenly blood splattered, splashing on the faces of those demon soldiers and demon generals who were about to pounce, and suddenly their bodies froze, and there was some fear in their eyes.

The person in front of him is a killing god, and he can't touch it at all, but thinking that if he retreats, he will definitely not let go of himself, and even his own community will suffer, so he gritted his teeth and continued to impact.

Ling Fei is like a god of war at the moment, everywhere he goes, there is no life, his breath is steady, slaughtering these ordinary demon clans, it is effortless at all, Ling Fei has been vigilantly watching the surroundings, beware of a strong man to make a move.

There are more and more deaths, dense at the beginning, and now it is a little sparse, and the demon slashing sword seems to have gained a lot of benefits because it absorbed the essence blood of the demon king, and those ordinary demon soldiers and demon generals have also been absorbed, and there have been huge changes. (To be continued.) )